【Lou Cheng】 How easy is another day

It's actually a very short update.It's just grinding my teeth in Shanghai dialect, without any plot...but I really want to write it...and the next update, at most two updates, will be over...so let's post such a short bit willfully.

Recap:

[Different from Mingcheng's method of rejecting people, Minglou is completely non-violent and non-cooperative, just ignoring them.So Mingcheng didn't bother to ask him how to deal with it this time. After thinking about it, he decided to give him a once-and-for-all advice: "Why don't you just say you're widowed, and it's over. I've used the excuse that my wife isn't around, so I can't do it again." Use it a second time."

Minglou glanced at him, picked up the cup and took a sip: "Don't say anything."

Mingcheng was startled, then smiled after changing his mind: "Superstitious."

He finally found the opportunity to say this to Minglou.After finishing speaking, his tone was a bit too brisk.

Minglou put on his glasses and continued to read his newspaper: "I'm not talking about you."

Not in a hurry to answer, Mingcheng first poured himself a cup of coffee, and then said with a smile: "Qi Tuowu, what's the point?"]

At this point, Mingcheng had an idea, and said again: "I can cut you down. Next time, Allah will pick one day a week and only gossip about Shanghai. Those who make mistakes will be punished. They will be fined with copper tin. Choose one day a week, and you are only allowed to speak Shanghainese on this day. Those who speak wrong will be punished. Fine.)”

Ming Lou pushed the croissant in the middle of the table to his eyes, and answered the words unhurriedly: "Nong has a lot of copper, so I can afford the fine, so I don't want to help you. (You have a lot of money, and you can afford the fine, I don't agree with you You are better than this.)”

It is said that there is no comparison, and I have never seen him not to say it.Mingcheng suppressed a smile, and glanced at him: "Push the board, why don't you lose? (Why, can't afford to lose?)"

Minglou thought for a while: "It's okay to punish other things. (It's okay to punish others.)"

"What did you say you will cut down? (Then what do you mean by punishment?)"

Minglou smiled, and said with a very good attitude: "Nong will tell you. (Let you talk.)"

Now the person who thinks about it is Mingcheng.After a while, he pursed his lips and smiled slightly, looked at Minglou and said, "Who loses, who serves a bowl of rotten noodles, can you tell me how to cut it?" OK?)"

"What's so good about the rotten noodles? (What's so good about the rotten noodles?)" Minglou didn't take this bet seriously.

But Mingcheng still smiled, and continued to ask him firmly: "Don't ask so many questions first, tell me if you want to bet or not?"

"Gambling." Ming Lou nodded slightly, agreeing.

Mingcheng smiled and bent his eyebrows: "Nong has already lost. (You have already lost.)"

"What's the point of talking nonsense. (Nonsense.)"

Mingcheng just laughed, tore open the croissant, took a bite, and said, "I have eaten rotten noodles for nothing all my life, and I still don't know what it is. (I have eaten rotten noodles for nothing all my life, and I still don't know what it is.)"

"What the hell is it? (What the hell is it?)"

Speaking of this, Minglou saw that Mingcheng could not sit still when he was holding back his laughter. After thinking about it, he finally understood.

As soon as Mingcheng saw Minglou's eyes flicker, he knew he understood. Then he saw Minglou glanced in his direction, and for some reason felt a little terrified. He shrugged his shoulders and smiled and threw the coffee spoon to slip away. The chief's sword is not old, and he caught people in his hands with quick eyesight and quick hands.

Mingcheng was begging for mercy while laughing, and just yelled "Brother", Minglou just smiled and kissed him on the forehead: "Yes, 'I have eaten bad noodles for a lifetime.' Nong was right. (Yes , 'a lifetime of battered noodles'. You're right.)”

Mingcheng grimaced and called out "Ji Chu Xiao", but unfortunately, his red ears quickly betrayed him.

Ren Minglou embraced him for a while, then said, "Don't count today. (Today doesn't count.)"

Minglou didn't let go of his hand: "If it doesn't count, it doesn't count."

After finishing speaking, he flicked his forehead again: "It's nice of you, you've come up with new tricks by teasing people."

Mingcheng sat down, with a smile on his face and eyes: "Recently, I have heard people speak Shanghainese, so I picked up some more."

"It's a good pick." Minglou glanced at him, then stretched out his finger and pointed at the tip of Mingcheng's nose.

Mingcheng still smiled: "Then have noodles tonight?"

"Just eat the rotten noodles."

The two looked at each other and laughed again.

TBC